Rob 'em All =========== This song was believed to have been written in the NAAFI accounts department in Ismailia, on the Suez Canal, for the girls behind the counter to sing.

We are the NAAFI girls. warriors all,
The RASC/EFI,
Heavily laden with ill-gotten gains,
We came here to do not to die.
Once we were honest, but those days are gone,
The NAAFI has been our downfall,
We'll get no promotion this side of the ocean,
Let's make what we can - rob 'em all.

Chorus:

Rob 'em all, rob 'em all,
The long and the short and the tall,
Rob every sergeant and WO1,
Rob every corporal, show favour to none,
Oh, we'll rob every private in call,
We'd even rob General de Gaulle,
Our graft's systematic and quite democratic,
Shmw favour to none, rob 'em all.

We came out to Egypt to sell cups of tea,
To charge half an acker's a shame,
There's some like it strong and there's some like if weak,
But they all get it served up the same.
We're free with hot water but tight with the tea,
The mixture's too feeble to crawl,
We always rake off it, at least half the profit,
Show favour to none, rob 'em all.

Chorus:

Our rissoles are famous from Cairo to Cape,
We serve them from morning to night,
We serve them to servicemen serving abroad,
If they eat them it just serves them right,
We serve them with vigour, we serve them with Vim,
We serve them with might and with main,
Then we scrape up the drips of the rissoles and chips,
And we hash 'em and serve 'em again.

Chorus

Source: The Songs and Balllads of Word War II, Martin Page, 1973, Hart-Davis McGibbon Ltd.

Cheers - Sam